MY PREGNANT WIFE

Secrets and Suspicions

"Let go of me! I said I'm fine, can't you understand?" Rosalie exclaimed.

Rosalie had always been patient. This was the first time she had her temper at Theodore.

If she went to the hospital, he would definitely find out she was pregnant. Since they were getting divorced, he couldn't know ab the child. If that happened, he would be tied to her because of the child, and he would surely hate them both.

"That'll be up to the doctor to decide. Be good, okay?" Theodore insisted as he forcibly carried her out of the room.

"Theodore, you're right. Those are my true feelings. I'm not happy wi you!"

Theodore abruptly stopped, his brows furrowing slightly.

She endured the discomfort and continued, "I've put up with you for long time, so I got a bit emotional when you asked me that. I'm fine I've just endured too much in this marriage, and now I want to be free I want to be alone. Let me go!"

Her fists clenched tighter as she spoke. Saying these words felt like she was tearing her own heart out!

Theodre's face turned terrifyingly cold. "So, you locked the door because you didn't want to see me?"

Rosalie nodded painfully. "Yes, I wanted some time alone. Please put me down."

His embrace gradually loosened as if he was about to release her. However, he stared at her face, noticing her flushed cheeks, drenched

in sweat, and her pale complexion. The force that had relaxed a moment ago tensed again.

His eyes glinted with anger. "It's fine if you don't want to see me anymore. I'll leave after you see the doctor. Since you've endured for a year, a few more hours won't make a difference!"

Theodre's face was terrifyingly grim as he strode forward with Rosalie in his arms, his anger fuelling his quick pace.

Rosalie lay still in his arms, not daring to even breathe louder than necessary. She felt as if she were facing a volcano that was about to erupt åt any moment.

She wanted to say something to stop him, but a wave of nausea -overwhelmed her. It felt like she would throw up if she tried to speak, so she could only do her best to hold back the urge and silently lean against his shoulder.

In the car, Theodore's face remained cold, but his actions were gentle as he wiped the sweat from Rosalie's forehead with a handkerchief. "Why are you sweating so much? We'll have the doctor give you a full examination to see what's wrong."

His concern surpassed the anger he felt when his wife spoke those hurtful words earlier.

When Rosalie heard that he wanted her to undergo a full examination, her mind went blank for a moment. Despite her objections, she knew that she couldn't stop him. She realized that the more she tried to persuade him otherwise, the more suspicious he would become.

"Can we go to Delta Hospital?" Rosalie asked.

"Delta? Why?"

"That's the usual hospital I visit when I get sick. The doctors there are pretty good, and I'm familiar with the environment. It gives me a

sense of security."

"You've fallen sick a lot before this??

How had he not known?

Throughout their one-year marriage, Theodore had always been by Rosalie's side when she had a cold or fever. For more serious issues, he had personally accompanied her to the hospital. Had she often. gone to Delta Hospital by herself?

"We've only been married for a year, and before that, we weren't together every day. Besides, you were once gone on a two-month business trip, remember? When I was unwell, I went by myself. It wasn't a big deal, so I didn't mention it," Rosalie explained.

Theodore stared at her for a while, as if trying to find something in her face. But upon careful consideration of her previous words about enduring him for so long, he realized that it was natural for her to not tell him everything. There were still many things he didn't know about her.

"Go to Delta Hospital," Theodore instructed the driver, his expression even colder than before.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Rosalie turned away from her husband and faced the window. She closed her eyes and pretended to rest. From Theodore's perspective, it seemed like she would rather lean against the seat than be in his arms.

As time passed, Rosalie noticed through the car window's reflection that Theodore wasn't staring at her anymore. She quietly took out her phone from her pocket and sent a text message. [Steph, I need your help. It's urgent!]

After Rosalie's checkup, the doctor reviewed the test results and said, "It's just mild food poisoning. It's nothing serious. You'll be fine after a few days of rest."

"Is that so?" Theodore seemed disappointed when he heard that.

When they arrived at the hospital, Rosalie had rushed to the restroom, and he clearly heard the sounds of her throwing up. At that moment, his heart had been heavy and filled with doubt. But now, the doctor was telling him she only had food poisoning.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Rosalie forced a smile. "See, I told you it was nothing. It's just mild food poisoning. Let's go home."

Theodore took the test report from the doctor's desk and examined it carefully. The results matched what the doctor had said. "Then, give her some medication," Theodore said.

After the doctor prescribed some medication for Rosalie, Theodore was ready to take her home. As they walked out, Rosalie saw

Stephanie in the hallway. Dressed in a nurse's uniform, she was talking to someone.

Rosalie's heart skipped a beat. She quickly grabbed Theodore's hand. Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?" Theodore asked, turning to his wife.

"I'm thirsty. There's a vending machine over there. I want to buy a bottle of water."

"I'll get it for you. Just wait here."

Theodore handed the medication to Rosalie and walked towards the

vending machine.

As soon as he was gone, Rosalie quickly took out her phone and called Stephanie Carter, her best friend. When Stephanie answered the phone, she noticed Rosalle standing not far away from her. She was about to walk over when Rosalie hurriedly said, "Don't come here. Don't let Theo see you. He doesn't know you work here as a

nurse."

Stephanie immediately understood what was going on and nodded. Fine. But after this is over, you need to explain everything to me, or I won't help you anymore." "Okay, Steph. Please hide quickly."

Stephanie left after Rosalie ended the call, just as Theodore returned with a bottle of water in his hand. He personally opened the bottle and handed it to her. Rosalie was about to take a sip when Theodore suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"Wait." He took the medication from her hand and took out a few pills, handing them to her. "Take the medication while you're at it."

Rosalie stiffened instantly. She had to be careful about taking

medication while pregnant.

"Why are you hesitating? Taking the pills will make you feel better," he urged.

"I'm fine for now. I'll take them after lunch. I shouldn't take

medication on an empty stomach, you know?"

"You had breakfast a short while ago, your stomach isn't empty. Take the pills now. Hurry up," Theodore urged again.

Rosalie stared silently at the pills.

Seeing her hesitant expression, Theodore seemed to have a hint of suspicion. "What's wrong? Don't you want to take them?"

"No, I just don't like taking pills. They're hard to swallow," Rosalie said, knowing that her excuse was weak,

"You're unwell. How can you be picky at this time? Do you want me to feed you? Come on, open your mouth," Theodore said as he placed the pills on her lips. "It's fine. I'll do it myself."

Rosalie took the pills from his hand and popped them into her mouth. She couldn't refuse. Otherwise, he would surely suspect something.

She swallowed the pills with water. "I've taken them. Let's go."

"Open your mouth, let me see."

Theodore was like a parent coaxing an unwilling child to take medicine.

Rosalie opened her mouth, but Theodore wasn't satisfied. He asked her to lift her tongue to ensure she had swallowed them. Only then did he feel reassured. "They went down, didn't they? It wasn't that difficult."

After that, Theodore didn't say much more. He took her hand and was about to leave.

After a few steps, Rosalie stopped again. "I want to use the restroom." "I'll go with you," he replied, tightening his grip on her hand.